Friends, something happened at my sister’s wedding that I still remember. There were three girls there I talked to: a maid, her sister and my sister-in-law. All three of them are still close to me, but I don’t have time to talk to them.
Like in the last story I told you that I was very bored in my village initially. I did not have any friends there, so it was getting difficult to spend the day alone. Then I came to know that Ruby Bhabhi was coming. She was the Bhabhi of my distant relative and she lived in Mumbai.
When I saw her for the first time, what can I say friends, I just kept looking at her. She was not very tall, maybe 5 feet, but her body was very well built. If I were to describe her figure, it would be 32-28-34, meaning her cheeks were perfectly round which was evident from her whole body and her breasts were also great.
But for the first time I did not think that it might be me and I had nothing wrong in my mind, but friends, my eyes are very sharp. Slowly I understood that Bhabhi wanted something. From her words, from her actions, all that was needed was a small spark that would burn both of us closer to each other.
As you know how cold it is in November-December, similarly both of us were sitting under the same quilt and some romantic conversation was going on.
He asked me if I live in Delhi, I must have a girlfriend. Seeing the opportunity, I said yes and the conversation progressed. He asked how many girlfriends I had. I told him the truth. Then he said you look very good. I said I am good, just a little ignorant.
Then I tried to listen to her but she became sad and said what should I tell you that your brother does not get warm in bed. I became serious and said then how do you live.
So she said, now I have become used to it, on this I placed my hand on her feet and said, look there is no problem in sex, if he is not able to make you happy then you should look at Playboy.
